It's like a paradime shift, you know? Maybe we're not in Los Angeles at all, maybe we're in new tristem or maybe we're in calendor, maybe you're not a pretty girl talking to me and making me nervous with her witch doctor eyes and red raven's mane. Maybe you're a pandorin princess, asking me to retire with her to the veil of eternal blossoms and if I could only get the guts to say yes, I'd experience what it's like to be inside a union where for once trust is given and trust is returned. Where nothing can be broken, where nothing can be taken without first being given, before the nightshade comes and takes us all back to the black and filthy muck and mire. Where death lives, and beauty doesn't stand a chance..I don't know...Watch Dogs looked pretty cool.